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Amen

here is a Christmas card fo all fighting so hard for our freedom
This was my Christmas poem to the soldiers hopeing it would bring a smile their way.
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4847405
A Hillbilly Christmas For Boogar Ray


Prayers For Veteran Hospitals


Dear heavenly father
hear my prayer this night ,
and give our people
a whispered thought for life.
Let them want to be there
this year on Christmas Day,
to show our fallen soldiers
our gratitude and love let it be displayed.

May we take gifts to their bed side
and stay and talk a while,
To give them hope for humanity ,
and show them a reason to smile.

Dear Father let them see there,
within that soldiers eyes.
How much he loves this country ,
so much he would give his life.

For truly Lord we are indeted to them,
each and every day.
For our lifstyle without them
just would'nt be the same.
Embrace those men and women ,
and let them draw strength from us who cares,
and find their fight for freedom is well shared.

For Lord I know you have seen those soldiers,
there on the battlefield.
And have whispered in their ear many times,
and your embrace they did so feel.
For even in Christs time battles were won,
only I ask if the people would have rose that day,
would you have lost your son.

Yes I know of the stories
that you gave your son for us,
and it was in hope that together
we would learn how to love.
But Lord as you look upon us this day
know the new way we dont all agree,
for what is happening to this world
is so filled with greed .

Today as you walk into the hospital,
feel this love and share it this day.
Know to be so near to those men and women
they are the ones paving freedoms way.
Let not any man or woman
defile their love you see.
For they give their all as Christ did
for the love of you and me.


Author notes:
Be one of the millions to embrace those that has kept our freedom in this country alive . Shake the hand of the men and women who stood on the front lines .You want to know the truth of what is really happening today
Then know we can help those men and women though our love find the way to heal today .
I dont know who this is in the picture and I hope they dont mind if I have it with my poem but yes we all need to help those who has given their all to help us .


Joey's Excitment Turned To Hate


He began school today,
everyone told him it
would be grand.
To make new friends
and have such fun,
only Joey wasnt excepted
he wasnt one of the ones.

Every day his excitment
ended in pain,
seems like tears began to flow
no one let him play.
He told his parents
only they just laughed and said,
give it time honey
and it will change you bet.

So Joey waited and years passed by,
and in time those tears dried up
in Joeys eyes .
He stayed to himself
watching all others have such fun,
then Joey grew up
yet hate had already begun.

To live within a prison
other children so builds,
and refuse a heart joy and laughter
the soul it so kills .
What makes young people so heartless
to let an angel die,
because he looks different
or doesnt wear his clothes just right.

There was a time when children
were taught to care,
To help those unfortunate
and learn to share.
The Joey's today their are many indeed ,
so tell me why were the children so blind
why couldnt they see.

Many children are the way they are
because their family doesnt care,
Often their are drugs involved
and yet it seems no one cares.
A child is looking for love away from home,
so tell me why deny and angel a safe place to roam.

Be the child to save those angels
reach out your hand
Be the one to care and love another
and bring a smile to the children and make a new friend
If others mock you then stand strong and brave
for that child could very wellbe you someday


Looperdiddle The Little Penquin Lost


Looperdiddle was about ,
knee high to a grasshoper.
and he wasn't black and white,
like all the others baby penguin hoppers.
Looperdiddle was purple and grey,
and had freckles on his nose
I heard someone say.

So tiny he was and he made
the strangest noise,
it was like the sound of bubbles in a brook.
The other's became annoyed,
Looperdiddle stop that they would say,
and poor little Looperdiddle alone he stayed.

One day looperdiddle wandered
away from the waters edge .
None of the others
saw him leave the rest.
He waddled about the seashore
and played with the seagulls there,
untill one of the seagulls
decided not to share .

Looperdiddle made that noise
like bubbles in a brook,
and the seaguls all began to laugh
and give him a strange look .
Little tears ran down his face
for he felt something must be wrong,
he felt only others could see his flaws
and he wanted to go back home.

He looked all around him,
and not a penguin in sight.
He waddled to the seashore
afraid he was that's right.
He yelled at the top of his lungs ,
but only the bubbly noise was heard.
And a sea turttle looked his way
and replied MY WORD !

What happened to you,
and where did you get that vest .
Purple and grey I declair
you aren't like all the rest.
But you are unigue and special indeed,
for your colors will keep you safe
in the sea.

Loopediddle thought about this,
and agreed that day.
and he sat and talked with that wise old turtle ,
that had a smile on his face.
Why arent you in the ocean he replied ,
and the old turtle motioned to one of his fippers
where fishing line was tied.

I cant swim with this on me,
it is cutting into my skin .
That's when Looperdiddle looked closely,
and with his beak cut the line and then .
The old wise turtle thanked him
and said what can I do for you,
and Looperdiddle replied can I go home with you.

Oh the wise old sea turtle looked about indeed,
he told Looperdiddle but son I live in the sea.
You spend most of your time here upon the land,
To follow me would not be a good thing
then he was off once again.

Looperdiddle hung his head ,
and walked the seashore edge.
Then he heard a faint noise ,
and he lifted his head.
A group came waddling up,
the same color as he.
And oh what excitment ,
for he had been found indeed .

The whole family began,
to make those funny bubbly noise.
and Llooperdiddle found himself ,
amongst many young girls and boys.
All dressed out in the same purple and grey,
and he knew from that moment on;
that he was meant to be that way.


Author notes:
Have a great day and dont listen to everyone about you that makes fun of you for you know yourself you are purfect in every way.


The Word Please Seen In A Fallen Soldiers Eyes


The world doesn't see this,
only comrades upon the battle field.
The look in our young mens faces,
as their life is taken at will.

I heard many who have seen this,
the begging from the very soul .
And whispers Please God for give them all,
for each is fighting for a goal .

Man wouldn't fight one another on their own
this world would be much better
without the rich taking hold,
Those who's greed has sucked out their soul.
and put anothers in its place,
and the rich never see's the urgency
in a fallen boys or girls face.

Please come's with a tinge of red,
and pain so saviour indeed.
Please comes with a blast so loud
taking ones own ability to hear or see.
Please comes in sounds of rat a tat tat
and a scream that would chill the soul,
and tell me for all the yong people taken
to line others pockets with gold.

God watches on each day and tears do fall,
he senses those young people out there
and hears their call.
Told to fight and kill their brothers
for the rich today,
tell me how does freedom come to another
when both sides feels such pain.

Please comes from the parents,
of children out on the line.
Please comes from their babies,
of those fighting through time.
Please is the most unheard word today ,
for a world who chose greed over humanity
and peace I would say .

If the world cried out together ,
let there be piece and we fight no more.
Could we find a way to share ,
and stop all future wars.
For we tare up homes and villages ,
then rebuild them again.
Only the lives lost are gone forever,
at such a great cost and such a great sin.

I speak for all soldiers ,
and hear their whispers every